SMS ‘S -THE THREAT TO FAMILY UNITY AND ALL THAT’S GOOD AND SAFE!

I mentioned yesterday how Sims’s can get a person into a lot of trouble by sending it to the wrong person or by using it as a tool to vent or break up with your significant (oh well not any more hey!) other.

Well the other morning, Bern had already gone to work and she had left her cell phone at home which I think was on purpose as that damn phone does not stop ringing from 4.45am!!!!!

I was busy feeding the animals and making my morning cup of coffee when I received a sms from Bern. She has sent one off the system at work which has the ability to send sms’ as well

It simply said, "please bring my cell phone in when you come to the office," to which I replied “Ok Baby!” to the cell phone number which is the system cell number used to contact drivers and give them delivery addresses.

I searched myself silly for the cell phone. In frustration I telephoned her and said I could not find it. She was adamant that she had left it, so I rang the cell phone, which is what I should have done right in the beginning. I heard it ringing in the bedroom and tried to locate it. I had made the bed over it!

So I dutifully put it in my hand bag and proceeded to get ready for work. I was sitting at my dressing table doing the Hair and Make Up challenge I face every morning. This Durban weather has not been kind to my lovely wavy hair; I would make Whoopi Goldberg proud. Singed my hair with the hair straightener and had put on the necessary make up to try and convince the world that I am still young and beautiful and vibrant. Look at my reflection and realize I am only kidding myself. Makeup is NOT a miracle worker.

As I am applying my eye liner, my cell phone beeps again with a message. I pick it up with my left hand and slide it open, my right hand holding my eye pencil just in line with my eye lid. I turn my eyes to read the message and proceed to poke my eye out with my eye liner as I am shocked beyond words at the message that has just come through from BERN! Off the computer system again
It read “Bring my FLIPPIN phone NOW!”

I sat there dazed with tears streaming down my face after I retrieved the eyeliner from my eye socket. I got up and went to find a tissue to curb the flow of tears and tried to read the message again with my left eye that had not been viciously spiked.

I sat there in a state of confusion. “What had brought this on I ask myself? Did I send her a message she could have misinterpreted." Ponder this for a while; check my sent messages, completely forgetting that I have her stupid cell phone so I could not have sent her a message unless I sent one to the sms system at her work. Which I Had Not.

I pick up my phone, I am now seething with anger and cannot believe the disrespect and I mumble to myself “I cannot believe she would have the audacity to even dare use that tone with me, and how double dare she expect me to drop everything to deliver her Frikin Phone, which by the way she forgot.!”

I typed a hurried response "PARDON?! I AM STILL GETTING READY FOR WORK", which was sent to the sms system on her computer.

I wait exactly two seconds, my annoyance gets the better of me and I am now totally peeved. One thing I expect and demand is respect from my family, friends and colleagues. Show me disrespect and I am afraid I believe if you can disrespect me, you can lie to me and if you can lie to me, you can steal from me. So yes RESPECT comes first because you would never hurt anyone you respect. Well that’s it my way of thinking.

I dial her Office Land Line number and let her have it as soon as I hear the beginning of her greeting.
“Who the hell do you think you are, and don’t you dare use that tone with me (And OH in such a respectful way I might add NOT SO MUCH) I did not leave your phone behind and I do not appreciate you starting my day off on this negative vibe. You know how important it is to start the day positive and you know I believe in this vehemently. You never send anyone off to work or school or holidays or meeting or WHAT EVER BERN with a tone of anger or negativity. YOU KNOW THIS BERNADETTE!!!!

I rant away and my voice is becoming agitated and louder.

Bernadette is trying to get a word in edge ways but I am off on a tangent and when I start not even a steam roller can stop me. As I take a breath she says “Shell it wasn’t me!”

To which I am in mid sentence telling her that she had better apologize, when I say “What wasn’t you?”

She is trying to speak over my ranting,

" It was Bren, (he is the National Operations Manager) it was Bren who sent the message and I told him not to, I told him you like to start your day off peacefully (As If….. is she not AWARE of my mornings with our animals), I promise Shell it was not me. !”


I am quiet for a short while, and then I tell her to tell him I will kill him and call him a name that a sailor would blush at, and tell her I will be in the office when I am good and ready. Bernadette Burst out laughing as I called him the Pink Panty word and she turns to Bren and says, Michelle has just used a word she despises to describe you. That is how much you have unsettled her!

Now I am totally flustered, I hear Bren laughing in the back ground and that is the final straw, I see the humour and picture myself jumping around the room pontificating and getting all upset and he the little

B%^er was having fun and causing nonsense.

He bought us lunch that day to make up for it, but he still giggles at my reaction. Bernadette on the other hand knew exactly how I would react and had begged him and pleaded with him not to send it. I must be quite a difficult person to live with if Bern was prepared to take the 7ft Giant on and scramble for the key board to prevent him from sending any more sms’s to me